"this is so wrong, but it feels so right." + lowercase intended highest rank: fanfiction #48

❝You're sleeping with your professor, aren't you?❞ . . . An accident leaves Elreda Adair riddled with guilt and the town with rumours. She leaves home to have a new start, in a city she isn't known. She intends on laying low as she attempts to block out the demons from her past. Her efforts, however, go to waste the moment she catches the eye of her literature professor, Archer Kane. Archer takes it upon himself to help her with class and their literature novel. The more time they spend together, the further they stray away from a student-teacher relationship, entering dangerous waters. As the sparks between them ignite, things take an enigmatic turn when little discrepancies with the novel catch Elreda's attention. Elreda learns that Archer knows more about her than he lets on and the attractive professor facade may have just been a mask to cover his true intentions. warning: some sexual content! [word count: 50 000- 60 000 words] [Highest Ranking - #1 in Shortstory] Started, 21 Aug 2018 Ended, 08 Oct 2018 © softaura cover by: @marvelity

COMPLETED// Clarence Wilson is a 19 year old girl, who has just graduated high school and is now onto college, which is basically the real world. She thinks she'll go through college without no twisty situations, but that all changes when she meets a guy, in a bar, who surprisingly turns out to be her English professor.

Mia Hastings was never one to follow the rules. Her brother knew it, her best friend knew it. Everyone knew it. She lives for the moment, doing whatever she feels and thinking of the consequences later. Her main goal in life is to live it. Mia’s brother’s best friend Drake O’Connell was never big on rules. The judge who sentences him to 2 years in prison knew it. He is known for being the badboy, partying and womanising. His charm, good looks and obnoxious behaviour made his life pretty easy and his main goal in it was to have fun. He had lost 2 years of his life locked up, so he was determined to make up for lost time. So when these two people are thrown together, both without a care in the world, issues of their own and more secrets than an episode of Pretty Little Liars, you can expect a story full of laughs, tears, arguments and felonies. They might be breaking the law, but both Mia and Drake are about to find out that when it feels wrong, it is ALWAYS more fun. ©makeandoffer

Power. Permission. Control. Consent. Truth. Trust. Welcome to The Red Door, a popular BDSM club in Chicago owned by Master Matthias Daniels (Yes! Many of you already know Master Matthias and his submissive Lane from Loving His Submission by @PrinceKenzie). Many would say the backbone of any successful BDSM enterprise would be it's submissives. Where would the Dominants be without them? Meet Ashton, Tommy, Payton, Christopher and Tai, a group of friends who've nicknamed themselves The Sub Club - all new to the scene and currently unattached, they seem to end up together most often at the table on the main floor that has been unofficially reserved for this quirky group of subs. Read as they come to terms with their different reasons for choosing this lifestyle, fight their insecurities, expose their inner demons and play out their deepest fantasies. A Coming of Age story? Perhaps...or, just a bunch of young guys trying to find themselves. With friends Lane, Denny and Dylan along with other "collared" submissives as their examples and offering the occasional guidance, you can be sure The Sub Club will be a mix of drama, humor and romance THIS STORY IS UPDATED ON SATURDAYS, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF EVERY FOURTH SATURDAY WHICH IS TSC's DAY OFF, PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUOUSLY ASK ME WHEN THE NEXT UPDATE IS. IT WILL BE POSTED IN A SCHEDULE OF THREE SATURDAYS ON, ONE SATURDAY OFF. PAISLEY WILL ANNOUNCE ON HER PAGE THE SATURDAY'S THAT ARE OFF, THE WEEK BEFORE IF YOU'RE NOT SURE.

Aubrey doesn't fit society's description of a desirable woman- at least she doesn't think so- and she accepts that truth for what it is. She loves playing video games and weighs more than what is considered the status quo. While working she meets Ethan, and while they didn't meet on great terms he sees something he wants....her. She can't believe a man like him wants her but soon things get steamy. Every woman is beautiful. Join Aubrey on the long journey as she finds self-confidence through somewhat taboo means. Giving up control isn't always a bad thing. **Thanks to Fairybad for the new introduction** I have unpublished the prologue as I am not sure it is necessary, opinions welcome in messages or comments.

[MATURE CONTENT] "What if Josiah sees?" I say to him, looking around for a wanderer that could potentially come over to where we were, and then up at the large, towering windows above us. Despite being obscured mostly by an oversized bush, I couldn't help but feel antsy. And that's not just because of the god beside me. His fingers caress my skin. Slow and oh so experienced. His face is so close to me I swear I can make out every hair sprinkling his face, every shallow line, every imperfection he didn't have. That voice brought me out of my thoughts, making my entire body alert to his every move. "Keep another man's name out of your goddamn mouth when I'm inside you." And with that, he drew back and slammed into me, hard.

[MATURE CONTENT] His hands trailed lightly across my skin, tender and somewhat cautious. He gave me opportunity to pull away and refuse what he was silently promising with his inferno touches. God, if only he knew the last thing I would do would be to refuse him. "Amara," his tongue seemed to tease my name as it rolled off it, kneading and toying with each syllable. "Do you realise the strain I have to put myself under to be able to look at you without just fucking you senseless on this desk?" My throat was hoarse. I looked at the desk in question, likely in part disbelief and part desire. "But what if someone comes in?" He smirked in amusement, thumb running over my thin blouse. My body reacted immediately: nipple hardening under his touch. He looked down at me, eyes smothered in lust. "Then they'll see what it means for a woman to experience proper, all-consuming, mind-numbing pleasure."

MATURE Aria's POV It was the mixture of pleasure and pain that made me arch my back and let out a loud moan. I felt his hardness pressing up against my belly when he leaned in to leave a wet trail of kisses on my neck. My whole body shivered in anticipation when he kissed me. I could remember everything he could do to my body. All of the different ways he could make me come. He bit my lips hard enough for me to gasp out. I knew how wrong it was for me to want my teacher to bend me over his desk, but that's exactly what I needed. And I wasn't going to back out before I got what I wanted. Caleb's POV "I'm going to mark what's mine. I'm going to leave these here for you and everyone else to see. You're mine and mine only. You got it?" I whispered into her ear while stroking at her erect nipples. God she was beautiful. She was like a walking sin. Everything about her was driving me absolutely insane, and I couldn't get enough. I removed my fingers from her nipples and she protested with a disappointed look on her face. She's as needy as I am for her and I fucking love it. The moment she kissed me was the moment she gave herself over to me. She wasn't aware of it yet, but I was never going to let her escape from me. She was my addiction and I was enjoying every moment of her. I grabbed her ass and lifted her on to the table. She pulled me closer by my tie and pulled my mouth on her. I kissed her hard. What she whispered next made me lose all sense of control, "Fuck me, Caleb. Fuck me Mr. Cross.".

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."